Chapter 58 Resistance At Silvercrest

• Timothy's fingers drummed against the weathered wooden table where scattered papers held hastily scrawled names of pack members they could trust. Across from him, Adira sat with her arms crossed, dark circles shadowing her eyes from sleepless nights of worry. Lulu perched on an overturned pot, nervously pulling at loose threads on her sweater sleeve.
• "Marcus saw three more wolves forced into loyalty oaths yesterday," Andrea whispered, glancing toward the fogged windows. "Chad had them kneel in the courtyard. Made everyone watch."
• Timothy's jaw clenched. The image of proud warriors brought to their knees in public humiliation turned his stomach. "Elena mentioned the same thing happened near the training grounds. Two of the younger fighters who questioned his new patrol schedules."